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It had been a long day at the hospital. Fay kicked off her heels and turned on the water, letting it run and steam up the bathroom as she did. She unbuttoned her silk blouse, let it fall to the floor, then undid the zip on her dress trousers and shimmied out of them. She stood there with her hands on her waist, in her lacy bra and knickers, and let her eyes roam over her reflection in the full-length mirror. Not bad for forty-six, she thought to herself. Her skin was still soft and supple with few signs of her age; her breasts were still full and relatively firm. She worked hard in the gym to maintain her neat figure, keeping her curves in rounded perfection. She let her hand wander upwards from her waist, cupping her breast as she did, her nipples stiffening against the lace, straining for further attention. She closed her eyes, just for a moment, and let herself imagine it was that younger man she had seen watching her while she was working out so many times. A soft sigh slipped from her lips and she allowed one hand caress her skin down towards her pussy, knowing that if she were to touch herself, she would find herself wet and ready.

The heat of the steam prickled her skin and brought her out of her daydream. She unfastened her bra, stepped out of her knickers, and pulled back the shower curtain to plunge herself under the warm water.

She let the heat slowly soothe her muscles and relaxed as the water washed away the day’s stress and grime. She grabbed her expensive body wash, squeezing some into her hands, and began to lather it over her body. Her mind again wandered to the hot young guy from the gym. She thought about his eyes roaming over her, and she let her soapy hands do the same thing.

She cupped her breasts in her hands, squeezing their fullness, letting her fingertips settle on her peaked nipples. She rubbed them, sighing at the contact, and then rolled them between her fingers and thumbs as a moan escaped from her lips.

Turned on, and lost deep in her thoughts, one of Fay’s hands slipped over her stomach and skimmed over her thigh as she adjusted her feet to allow her hand to get between her thighs.

She let one finger slip between her slick pussy lips, knowing that it wasn’t just the shower and the body wash that had her soaked. Her finger grazed over her clit, causing Fay to hiss at the sensation; she could feel her whole-body sizzling with a need for climax. She hadn’t realised just how much the gym guy watching her had been turning her on. She let her fingertips rub over her sensitive little bundle of nerves again.

A long moan escaped from her as she pinched her nipple harder, circled her clit, seeking release, wanting more, needing to come apart, all the while wishing it was at the hands of her would-be admirer.

Frantically, Fay’s fingers worked her to climax. Her moans of ecstasy echoed around the bathroom, and she slumped back against the cool tiles panting. “FUCK!” she exclaimed to the empty house. She hadn’t climaxed that hard for some time. It was rare that Fay felt lonely, but busy as her life was, in that instant, she couldn’t help but feel the pang of sorrow at the lack of someone in her life, even if that person’s sole purpose was to help her achieve orgasm.

Fay rinsed herself off, got out of the shower, and wrapped herself tightly in her fluffy robe before heading downstairs to the kitchen. She needed her habitual cup of tea, while she sat on the sofa and read the latest book from her favourite author.

As she waited for the kettle to boil, she glanced outside to see the first of the season’s snow finally beginning to fall. She made her tea, and was making her way to the sofa, when there was a knock at the front door. Fay set her cup on the coffee table and headed for the entrance. She glanced through the peephole to find no one there. She opened the door carefully, to make sure, and was surprised to discover a simple white box on the doorstep, tied with a red velvet bow. A small tag dangled from the ribbon and she lifted the box to get a better look. She closed the front door and carried the box back to the coffee table.

Fay sat for a moment, her cup in hand, taking sips of tea, and stared at the box. She hadn’t seen anyone outside to know who had sent it to her, and she tried to convince herself that they might have gotten the wrong door to leave it at, until she looked at the tag that is.

To the gorgeous Fay,

I’ve admired you from afar. Soon I want to admire you close up! Have this gift and think of me!

Secret Santa xoxo

Fay let her fingers run delicately over the outside of the box, as if testing to see if something inside would jump out at her. Her mind raced at two mysteries. What was in the box? And, who had left it on her doorstep?

She lifted the velvet ribbon and let it slip between her fingers, catching it just before it fell, pulling the bow free, so she could open it and find out what was inside. Fay held her breath as she lifted the lid on the gift box, excited to discover the contents. She eased back the red tissue paper, her eyes falling upon the red lacy bra and thong. She carefully lifted the delicate underwear from the box to find more hidden beneath.

She raised the little drawstring bag from the bottom of the box and the small envelope that lay beneath. She thought about which one she should open first. Squeezing the contents of the bag, finding it hard, it piqued her curiosity first. She pulled on the drawstring, opened the neck of the bag wider and poured the contents onto her palm.

A small bullet vibrator fell from the velvet pocket. Fay felt her nipples tighten. Who the hell was sending her such an intimate gift? Maybe the card will tell me? she thought to herself. Ripping open the envelope, she read the card, hoping for more of a clue.

I hope you’ll be wearing this underwear the next time I see you! But for now, I want you to go to bed, take the vibe with you, and think of me.

I’ll see you tomorrow after the gym. Xx

Fay flipped the card over to see if there was anything on the back. To her disappointment, it was blank. She was still no wiser as to who her Secret Santa was. He, however, clearly knew a lot about her: her exact size for the underwear, not to mention her habits and home address. She should have been alarmed by it, but instead, strangely she found herself getting aroused again.

She was getting off on the idea of being watched, realising the rational thing to do was worry about a stranger knowing so much about her in that way, but there was just something about it that was getting her wet, instead. The risk, the unknown, it was all so thrilling.

She gathered up the contents of the box and abandoned her now cooled tea, heading for bed, flicking the extra locks on the front door as she passed by.

Once in her bedroom, Fay stripped out of her robe and held the underwear against her. Even without fastening the bra, she could see how it would lift her tits and show off some great curves, the thong would do the same, flashing the ass that she had been doing all those squats for.

She left the bra and thong in the box, on top of her dresser, and took the bullet vibe with her as she climbed into bed.

She lay there, naked in the darkness, thinking about who could have sent her the gift. With no clear ‘suspect’ coming to mind, she turned on the vibrations and rolled the vibe over her clit. A tall, strong, yet faceless man, taking great pleasure in watching her from afar came to mind. Spying on her, perving over her, and within moments Fay could feel the signs of an impending tsunami of climax.

***

Fay had looked around her the entire time she was at the gym, but she didn’t see any trace of the younger man she thought the gifts were from. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of despondency. She had spent most of her workout drenched, not only from sweat, but the anticipation of what was to come, so far finding who she thought would turn out to be her suitor seemed unlikely. Her weary muscles demanded that she stop, and she finally gave in and headed for the showers.

Refreshed, she emerged in a towel, pulled her bag from the locker, and put her gifted red underwear on. She put on the rest of her clothes, packed up her bag, and headed for the locker room door. Fay was concentrating on getting her bag over her shoulder, and hadn’t noticed the form coming around the corner to meet her, colliding straight into the chest of the younger man she had fantasised about the night before. “Whoa, there!” he said, catching her as he knocked her off balance. His large hands moved over her back, one of them settling between her shoulders, the other molding against the small of her back. Fay could feel the heat coming off him; it was already starting to melt her into a pool of lust from just that few moments of contact.

“Sorry,” she murmured, looking up at him. She went to step back, but his hands kept her firmly pressed against him in the empty hallway.

“My fault,” his low voice rumbled. “Sorry, I’ve made you blush,” he remarked. “You should wear red more often, it suits you,” he breathed.

Fay’s breath caught in her throat, as she stared up into his eyes, and realised just how much they looked like two pools of almost black ink. She didn’t have time to think of anything beyond that as his lips crashed down onto hers, his hands pulling her even tighter against him. In the split second it took for her brain to catch up with what was happening, he already had the door of the locker room open again and was pushing her back inside.

Fay’s fantasy turning into reality overwhelmed her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him back hard, opening her mouth to his tongue when it demanded entry. Before she knew it, she was lifted onto the countertop between sinks, with him standing between her legs.

His mouth moved from hers, along her jaw, to her neck. “You are stunning…” he breathed against her skin as he moved down her neck and back to her ear. Fay moaned and let her head fall back, exposing her throat to her suitor. “Sweet Fay,” he called to her, nibbling more of her neck. “How I’ve loved watching you, thinking about this moment,” he told her.

“I don’t even know your name!” she whispered in mounting pleasure.

“It’s Drew,” he confirmed to her, as he cupped her breast and pulled her closer to him. “And I intend to make you call it out a lot!” He reached for the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing the red lace bra that he had left at her house the night before.

“Oh fuck, you wear red better than I could have imagined!” Drew moaned in excitement. before burying his face between Fay’s breasts. Her hands wrapped around his neck and pulled him in tighter against her.

“You feel better on my skin that I imagined,” she moaned, as he freed one of her breasts from the bra and wrapped his lips around her nipple, sucking it into his mouth as he circled it with his tongue.

Drew grinned at her, letting her nipple drop from his mouth. “Gorgeous, Fay, I can’t wait to get inside your pretty pussy.”

Fay’s pussy clenched at the thought. Drew pulled her hips against his erection, letting her feel all of him, in his rock hard glory. Suddenly she knew exactly what she wanted for Christmas, and she had a funny feeling that she might just get it, too.

The wind howled and whined outside her bedroom window like a banshee, driving Kelly further under the duvet, seeking comfort from the closeness of her lover. Cat moaned in her sleep and snuggled in tight, her firm breasts squashing into Kelly’s back. The storm had been lashing the city all day but tonight seemed worse; this was the fiercest she’d heard the wind since she was a little girl, when thunder storms used to terrify Her.

There’s a time and place for decaf, thought Kelly, and that’s never and in the bin!

She chuckled to herself and settled comfortably against Cat, sighing as her lover’s hand cupped her breast. She felt Cat’s lips brush against her shoulder in the gentlest of kisses and heard her mumble something in her sleep.

“I love you too, angel” whispered Kelly.

And with that, she slipped into the arms of Morpheus.

The sunlight streamed into the apartment and danced playfully over Cat’s nubile body, accentuating her golden curves where they peaked out from under her bathrobe. Kelly sat at the breakfast bar and watched over the rim of her mug as her PA busied herself preparing breakfast. Her eyes never left the woman. It was a sight Kelly would never tire of.

Not for the first time, Kelly silently gave thanks to the universe for bringing the pair of them together. She couldn’t believe it had been almost a year since they’d become lovers – in fact, thinking about it, it was about this time last year that she’d been in that hotel room; the one where she ended up having amazing phone sex with a mystery caller followed by a royal fucking from the room service guy!

Now what was his name…? she pondered, Angelo! Yeah that was it! Man, he had a fucking cock on him! He sure cured me of my Santa fetish…!

She smiled to herself as she mentally replayed the best bits of that lust filled night.

Of course, she didn’t know at the time that her phone lover had been her own PA, but as soon as she found out a week or so later, they’d become lovers in the flesh.

Cat had moved in with Kelly in the new year and despite the accepted wisdom of not working with one’s bedfellow, they settled into a harmonious lifestyle, keeping work and home life sensibly separate.

Cat beamed as she set the plates down and sat opposite her woman. She blushed as Kelly’s intense gaze swept over her body, the desire in them making her pussy tingle. Cat was still amazed that this gorgeous, incredibly sexy woman was hers. She’d been crushing on her from the very first day they’d started working together and now here they were, madly in lust and love!

Kelly glanced up from her breakfast and caught Cat’s eye.

“Wow you’re a great cook you know, this is gorgeous! Thank you, angel.”

“Aww you’re welcome Kelly, you know how much I love to please you…”

“Well you certainly do that alright – in work and at home. Especially at home… you know… in the bedroom part…”

Cat blushed and smiled shyly.

“Umm… about the bedroom part Kelly…?”

“Yes?”

“Are you really happy with the way things are?”

Kelly felt an icy stab of fear in her chest.

“Yes of course! Why, aren’t you?”

“What? Yes! Yes, I am! I’m more than happy with what we have, but that’s not what I meant… I meant, is there anything else you’d like to try…?”

“Like what?”

“Oh I don’t know… Have you got any fantasies we haven’t explored?”

“What’s brought this on, angel?”

Cat smiled and caressed Kelly’s cheek.

“It’s our sort of anniversary coming up, ya know… a year since we first had sex – well, phone sex anyway – and I thought you might have something you’d like to do that we haven’t done yet… ya know? Something you’ve always fancied doing but were afraid to ask – that kinda thing!”

“Well…” she began hesitantly, “I know we keep our professional and private lives separate, but I’ve sort of always wanted you to have me in my office…”

“Really!”

“Yes…” she replied quietly, “D’you think that’s stupid…?”

“What? No! I think it’s exciting!”

“You do?”

“Hell yeah! Risky – but then that’s what makes it so fucking exciting!”

“Oh wow! I thought you’d think it was dumb and laugh at me…”

Cat stood up and leant across the breakfast bar, pulling Kelly into a passionate kiss.

“You’re not dumb and I’d never laugh at you…” she breathed, “I love you Ms. Pomelo and I think this fantasy of yours has a very good chance of becoming reality. In fact,” she placed her hand between Kelly’s legs, a thrill running down her spine as she felt just how hot and wet her lover was, “…I’m certain of it! You just leave the details to me…”

Kelly closed her legs tightly around Cat’s hand and groaned against her neck.

“God you know just how to work me…!”

“Uh-huh!” she growled, “And I’m gonna work you really good!”

The days and nights went by without either of them mentioning Kelly’s fantasy again. That wasn’t to say they didn’t indulge their pleasures – far from it – their nights were spent in a haze of orgiastic bliss.

One Friday in late December, Kelly had been in court for the morning and returned to her office shortly after midday.

“Anything for me?” she asked as she passed Cat’s desk on the way to her office.

Kelly closed the door behind her and removed her coat. She hung it on the stand and crossed over to her desk, sinking into her leather chair with a contented sigh. She kicked off her shoes and regarded the white, oblong box, sitting in the middle of the table. It had been tied with a red, velvet bow but other than that, bore no label or marking – in fact there was no indication as to where it came from or what it contained.

Maybe it’s shoes, she thought. It’s about the right size…

A small, plain red envelope was propped against it.

She picked it up and opened the flap, taking out a gilt-edged card that read: For Tonight…

Kelly’s heart began to pound as, with trembling fingers, she put the card down and reached for the box.

It was heavy.

She took a deep breath to calm herself and slipped off the ribbon so’s not to disturb the exquisite bow.

She lifted the lid and gasped.

There, nestling seductively on a bed of gold satin, was a huge, shiny, black strap on! Kelly bit her lip as she gazed at the length and girth of this colossal instrument of pleasure. Cunningly constructed in such a way as to enter both the giver and the taker, it held the promise of hitherto unknown levels of carnal bliss.

Kelly couldn’t believe it. She’d almost forgotten Cat’s promise to make her fantasy come true and now here it was…

Tonight!

She reached into the box and took out the magnificent implement, letting her fingers wander over the hard surface. She turned it this way and that, studying the intricate veins that had been moulded into the ebony material. She gulped as she tried and failed to get her fingers to close around it, imagining what it was going to feel like to have such an enormous thing pushing its way into her body.

Her pussy quivered at the thought.

Kelly yelped with surprise as the door opened and Cat entered, catching her lusting over the beast.

“Ahhh… So now you know what ya getting later!” she grinned. “What ya think? Ya like it?”

She shut the door and came over to stand in front of the desk.

“Look what else I got ya…” she smiled seductively, hitching up her skirt to reveal sheer black stockings and a total absence of panties.

Kelly swallowed hard as she drank in the sight of her lover’s slick pussy.

“Oh my God…” she whispered, “It’s gonna fucking kill me having to wait until this evening!”

“I’ll have this, thank you” she said, taking the strap on from Kelly’s fingers. “See ya later when the coast is clear.”

She bent forward and kissed Kelly deeply before leaving her with a breathless sigh.

It was late when the last person stuck their head around the door and wished her a good night.

About fucking time! She thought as she looked down on the city lights from her office window, I thought it would never get here!

Her phone rang, it was Cat.

“We’re the last one’s in the office. Put on the blindfold and stand by your desk…”

She made to answer but the line was dead. Kelly’s pussy flooded. She loved it when Cat was forceful.

She took the red velvet cloth and tied it around her head, covering her eyes. She stood there, trembling with anticipation, gasping when she heard the door open and close. There was a click as the lock was turned.

“Mmmm… Looking good” purred Cat’s voice, getting closer.

Kelly shuddered as she felt something hard prod into her belly. She knew Cat was wearing the dildo.

“Let’s get you out of those clothes shall we…?”

Kelly remained motionless as she was skilfully stripped down to her underwear.

“Face down over the desk, Pomelo!” barked Cat.

She turned and whimpered as she lay over the hard surface, the wood cold against her fevered flesh.

Kelly hissed as her panties were ripped forcefully from her hips and her feet were kicked apart.

She moaned as she felt the tip of that dreadful thing nestle between her lips

“Are you ready…?” whispered Cat, her voice thick with lust.

“Y…Yes…!” breathed Kelly, her heart pounding in her ears.

She cried out and raised herself on tip-toe as the ruthless invader forced its way forwards.

Kelly had never felt so full – ever! She felt as if there was nothing else in the world except her vagina and the monstrous object inside it. She panted through gritted teeth as she struggled to accommodate it, crying out with relief as she felt it begin to withdraw. There was a moment’s respite before it began to stretch her again.

She lay on the desk and concentrated on relaxing herself, letting her pussy grow accustomed to the massive size of the bludgeon as it travelled in and out.

Cat settled into a long, slow rhythm and Kelly found her initial discomfort quickly turning into pleasure. Just as she became used to the feel of it pushing and pulling her insides, the damn thing suddenly began to vibrate!

Kelly screamed as a wave of pleasure exploded outwards from her stretched pussy. Her legs began to shake uncontrollably and she would have collapsed if Cat hadn’t gripped her hips tightly as she continued to fuck her.

“I can’t… I can’t…!” breathed Kelly as she felt another release start racing hard on the heels of the first one.

This time Cat gave her no time to recover, riding her through the spasms of bliss and pushing her towards a third.

“Wait…! Wait…!” she begged, “Please…! I…” but this time Cat was chasing her own orgasm as well and had no intention of slowing down. With a shriek of pleasure, Cat collapsed onto Kelly’s back as they both came hard.

Cat was the first to recover and pulled the dildo from her lover, catching hold of her limp body and spinning her around; Kelly was like a rag doll in her hands as she pushed her onto her back across the desk. Placing a leg over each shoulder, Cat drove the ebony rod back in and started fucking.

Kelly just shuddered and moaned as her lover gave her more pleasure than she’d ever thought possible. Wave after wave of delicious sensations washed continuously over and through her, spiking with red hot jabs of ecstasy as Cat’s thumb began to strum her engorged clit. She bit her lip and arched her back when two hands began to mould and squeeze her breasts, her heart lurching as she suddenly realised that Cat’s hands were occupied elsewhere…

Her squeal of surprise was quickly muffled as a very hard and very real cock took advantage of her open mouth and pushed its way in!

Even if she hadn’t been too exhausted to resist, Kelly had reached that stage of sexual delirium where she’d let anyone do anything to her, so she opened her throat and sucked that cock down like a champ. This dual pumping was driving her mad with lust and she groaned around the thick length, reaching her hands up and back to cup the man’s buttocks. She sank her nails into the firm flesh and took him to his root.

“I want him to come in your pussy!” growled Cat, pulling herself out, “And I want you eating me while he does it…”

Kelly gasped as the hard meat withdrew from her mouth and let herself be pulled upright. She blinked as the blindfold was yanked upwards, her eyes taking a moment to adjust to the bright lights.

Strong hands took her hips and soft lips fell onto her neck and her breasts. She looked down to see Cat sucking on her nipple then turned her head towards the mystery man behind her.

She let out a small cry of surprise and melted back into the arms of Angelo, the room service guy from last year. She was about to ask how and why, but his hard cock pressing up between her cheeks drove everything but the desire to have him inside her from her mind.

He smiled possessively and turned her to face the desk just as Cat crawled along it and sat in the middle. She spread her legs wide, biting her lip and staring straight into Kelly’s eyes as she slowly pulled her end of the dildo from her swollen lips. It made a beautiful sucking noise as it came free and Kelly could see it shining with her lover’s honey.

“Mmmm… so fucking good!” sighed Cat. “Time for you to lick it baby!”

She held herself open with both hands as Angelo bent Kelly forward.

“You heard the lady, Ms Pomelo” he said, placing one hand on the back of her neck. “Eat her!”

He pushed her face into Cat’s pussy as he entered her, grunting as her tight heat engulfed him.

Angelo quickly found a steady pace, pounding her hard and fast, while Cat grabbed handfuls of blonde hair and ground her pussy against the questing mouth.

Kelly’s tongue lashing at her clit combined with the sight of Angelo’s magnificent cock thrusting in and out of her lover was driving Cat quickly towards the point of no return.

“Christ I’m gonna come!” he gasped.

“Oh…! Me too! Me too!” Cat whimpered.

Neither of them could hear what Kelly said but Cat could feel her cry vibrating through her vagina.

“Do her!” she screamed. “Come inside her fucking…!” The next word was lost in a garbled shriek of ecstasy.

Angelo gave one final thrust and buried himself deep in the wildly pulsating pussy. He gritted his teeth as he emptied his balls, sinking over her and biting her shoulder. Cat collapsed back onto the desk, releasing Kelly’s hair, while she lay her face against Cat’s quivering belly and tried to catch her breath.

Later, when they’d recovered enough to get dressed, they all sat together on the office sofa and had drinks.

Cat took hold of Kelly’s hand and brought it to her lips, kissing the back as she gazed lovingly into her sparkling eyes.

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Smell of smoke mixed with perfume
Crackle of the fire by our side
Carols playing low and soft
Tree is decorated, flickering in firelight
Church bells peel though the still night
You respond to gentle caress, your eyes begging for more

We have waited a long time for this
Desires taking flight and pleasures soar
I cup your cheek and neck in my hand
Your head turns to press into my palm
I look deep into your eyes and say:
“Stand up, pull up your dress! Show me!”

Pulling you down, legs spread
I feel your heat, I feel your wetness
You mumble words but I do not hear
Your words get in the way and I bite your lower lip
Your mouth opens, my tongue explores
Flesh warm and inviting, pulling you down

Your dress is shed as I bask in your beauty
Enjoying the desire in your eyes
Unable to resist you pinch and squeeze your breasts
Leaning forward I bite hardened nipples
You pull my head close and throw your head back
A scream escapes your lips: “YES!”

Holding back I lift you off me and hold you tight
You shudder with the pain of parting
“Not yet my pet, there is more to come. Sit and open wide”
I see desire and a flicker of fear in your eyes
Not knowing that will come next as I leave the room
Your heart races, sweat pours down sensitive thighs

I return with your special paddle dangling from my hand
Your eyes sparkle and a smile bursts across your face
You squirm knowing what is to come
“Yes, Sir. Please, Sir.”
Your flesh responds to every whack, you squirm and cry out
Delighted with each exquisite contact, asking for more

Leaning forward I kiss your reddened flesh
Caressing the hot skin, fingers exploring and probing
Your flowing wetness engulfs me as I thrust into you
With a wicked grin on your face and panting from release you say:
“Thank you Sir.”
I answer: “Merry Christmas my pet, my good girl. Merry Christmas!”